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Let's go with two exclamation points Rip the air from my lungs Shriveled and lonely and pink inside The flesh dancing the salsa for a breath Atrophied arms reaching out Locked like my mouth (Screaming for a kind word)
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Feb 24, 2014
Feb 24, 2014 at 7:53 PM UTC
Lockjaw
Let's go with two exclamation points Rip the air from my lungs Shriveled and lonely and pink inside The flesh dancing the salsa for a breath Atrophied arms reaching out Locked like my mouth (Screaming for a kind word)
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Feb 24, 2014
Feb 24, 2014 at 7:53 PM UTC
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